do you hear them too? – hazel meadows

there are some times when creative voices have quieted sitting silent gathering momentum and I languish wondering when they will speak again instructing my hand harboring my heart and helping clear my head I need them they soften me and stir my soul and I owe it to them to always listen for more fromContinue reading “do you hear them too? – hazel meadows”

memories – hazel meadows remembering you is like being sick and the sun shining outside. the memories are beautiful but I still feel like hell inside for more from this author, please find here here: image:

my stupidity – hazel meadows

when did you learn that sensitive boys are gay or masculine girls are bitchy? who taught you that saying your mind is impolite or speaking up disrespectful? was I late to class that day? or daydreaming about words that sound interesting and effectively describe my cheating boyfriend? how did you come to the realization thatContinue reading “my stupidity – hazel meadows”